So how’s it going to feel
When you don’t know what’s real
You tell yourself it’s love, then tear your insides up
So how’s it going to feel
When you don’t know what’s real
You tell yourself it’s love, then tear yourself apart

Senses all been fractured
The traitor’s in your sights
The hours spinning backwards
There’s nowhere left to hide

So how’s it going to feel
When you don’t know what’s real
You tell yourself it’s love, then tear your insides up
So how’s it going to feel
When you don’t know what’s real
You tell yourself it’s love, then tear yourself apart

How many people must learn
How many roads must you turn
There’s something hiding below

How many tears must you cry
How many buried inside
Until you finally let go

How many years must you fight
How many stories survive
Until the tables will turn

How many days must you brave
How many years must you pay
There’s nothing left to let go